[Verse] She often wonders if she good enough Paint her pretty face in the mirror to feel good but Her inner soul is the mind control So she pops X pills to feel numb to cold but That ain't the reason for her doing Writing while she crying, while listening to music Lying in a bed asking God to forgive Her feelings in a bunch yeah it's hard to re-live Every single moment but you gotta play out Thoughts that re-occur if you wanna see how The future un-folds for the young black girl Who is still so young but she feels so old With a mind of her own that she can't control Letting people get close to abuse her soul So I'm here to give a little more advice On the girl that is black, beautiful and bright [2x hook] You know the past we re-live it Then it's gone in a New York minute Then we end right back where started Lost and confused and so brokenhearted They say time heals wounds But somehow I feel the same as you Tryna get my life together, got too much to lose Can't live for the past that's the path to choose